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Tuesday, July 12, 2005

school was uber boring today.
had my physics test.
it was so damn difficult please.
i'm sure i will flunk it big time.
i will be having so many tests this week.
wth.
chemistry and amaths on thursday.
worse is i don't understand chem.
luckily will be having tuition later.
yeah.
and i don't know is it me or the teachers.
the minute i open my mouth, LIMPY has to start picking on me.
its not like i'm the only one who talks?
why do they love picking on me?
do i have the "hello, please pick on me" sign on my face?
what the hell is their problem.
i am so bloody pissed now.
everything's screwed larhh.
my life is screwed.
my studies is screwed.
name me something that's not screwed.

school sucks.
i have to drag myself out of bed every morning.
i dread school.
i mean, everything have changed.
i used to be so eager to get to school,
so that i can, so called bond with my friends.
but now?
its just shit. a piece of damn shit.
its like, i don't have the eagerness to go to school anymore.
see my friends or not see, i don't mind.
or rather, i sort of dread seeing them?
as in, because i feel like i don't know them anymore.
very stranger like feeling.
it seems like no one bothers, or no one cares.
maybe for a change, will anyone bother listening to me?
will anyone actually care?
maybe they just pretend to care and listen.
you won't know.
it just seemed like my primary school days once again.
being treated like a spare, listening to others, but not getting the listening ear that i want.
its just back to square one somehow.
i'm really sick of putting on that mask.
but what can i do?
the minute i take off that mask,
people will start questioning, and maybe even get angry.
i am trying to be happy. i really am trying hard. but it just don't seem to work.
i know i shouldn't think this way, but i really can't help it.
i don't know what's going on.
ican'tbringmyselftofaceanyone.
iwannabealone.
tothinkthingsthroughthoroughly.
andmaybed somereflections.
idon'twannaloseanymoregoodfriends.
sigh.
life sucks larhh.
okay.
i really need the arcade for my ventings.
jaima, when are you free?
we shall have an arcade day soon alright?

i wanna take everything from the inside, and throw it all away.